As it rains
I allow myself to wander
Deeper
Into this daydream of you and I
We are back to yesterday
When I feel your fingers over my eyes
I hear your laughter ringing in my head
I can still see you smiling
I still see your cheeks and their red color
Beautiful
But in my daydream
You dont leave
You dont walk away
You stay
If I asked you to stay
Would you?
YOU ARE READING
𝓃𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓌𝓀𝓈
Poetryɴɪɢʜᴛʜᴀᴡᴋꜱ A nighthawk is a reocurring thought that only comes to you during late nights keeping you awake. One out of the 12 things we feel but cant quiet explain, so welcome to a book about all my nighthawks. hi :) Disclaimerrrrrr This is just pe...
